at w*rk

i want a huge fucking corndog

i love fucking bitches and money

see the problem is i just have nothing to say anymore. before id hop on twitter while coming down from a two day addy binge and the words just flowed. but now? nothing. gainfully employed. financially stable. rent: payed. 1000 miles of concrete dam the thoughts before they reach the screen.

at work doing combat with new and exciting customers

bongless

being a computer science student rn feels like being the puppy thats getting injected with 5g

a new account for a new era